23rd June- Dominican Republic
Dom's house
Letty's POV
We had finished the heist, somewhat successfully, about two hours ago. The four oil tankers were tucked away some place safe until tonight, when it would be easier to distribute without drawing any more attention to ourselves.
Dom was off with Rico, Leo and Han somewhere, while I was sprawled out on the bed trying to nurse my queasy stomach. With all the morning's excitement combined with the late breakfast we had not long finished, baby didn't agree.
I groaned quietly as I realised I had been referring to it as baby not the baby. Turning onto my back I sighed. I had been with Dom for four days and in that short amount of time I had created a bond with it. Groaning once more as I tried to get comfy I sighed heavily. I felt clammy, despite the fact I had just showered. I was in nothing but my singlet top and underwear and I was still hot.
Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the cool air the fan above me was showering me in. I heard the door unlock but I didn't move. I knew if I moved the floor was going to wear the rest of my breakfast.
"Let?" Dom called out.
"Hmm?" I hummed back as he entered the bedroom. I didn't have to open my eyes to know he was looking at me worriedly.
"Baby? You okay?" He asked as he lay out on the bed with me. The jerking movement of the bed made my eyes snap open. Placing a firm hand on his arm, he stopped moving and looked at me questioningly.
"Don't move." I warned making his frown deepen.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"I don't feel well, so don't move." I said slowly as he gently brushed a hand over my head repeatedly.
"Okay. So the heist is over, what's going on Let?" He said quietly. My nerves started buzzing once more; it did nothing to settle my stomach.
"It can wait." I said closing my eyes once more.
"No it can't. You were frantic on the phone, whatever it is, it's important. So tell me." I stayed silent. How was I going to say this? Did I just blurt it out? Beat around the bush a little?
The bed dipped gently and I opened my eyes feeling Dom's breath on my face. He was leaning over me, watching my face for my expressions.
"Let, please."
"I'm pregnant." I whispered as I stared into his eyes. I watched as his eyes widened and he sat back suddenly. I closed my eyes and ran my hands over my face. I felt the bed dip as he stood up and I sighed into my hands. He was dead silent. If you dropped a pin you'd be able to hear it hit the ground.
"Dom say something." I whispered as I sat up slowly. He was facing the wall over in the corner of the room. His shoulders were tense and I could see his breathing was harsh. I didn't know what to expect from his reaction.
"You jumped." He said controlled and I lowered my eyes to the floor before back to his figure.
"I had to." I whispered but I jumped back in shock as he suddenly turned glaring furiously at me.
"You didn't have to do shit Letty! You should have told me!" He yelled. I stood from the bed carefully, taking a few deep breaths as I felt my stomach give a heave. Dom's eyes immediately rested on my stomach before flying back to mine. He was pissed.
'Well now so was I.' I thought moodily.
"Well I'm telling you now." I snapped.
"Yeah too late. You were hanging off the back of a truck Letty! You nearly fell. You could have… both of you could have…" He said running his hands over his head in frustration.
"I'm okay." I said quietly.
"Letty it's not just you anymore." He snapped.
"I know okay… I know." It started off as a yell but turned to nothing more than a whisper.
"Do you not care? Is that what it is?" He demanded.
Dom's POV
Our fight lasted over an hour. We yelled and screamed at each other, back and forth. The only thing that stopped our fight was Letty stopping mid yell before running off to the bathroom. I ran after her, finding her on the ground over the toilet throwing up. Kneeling behind her I held her hair back and whispered to her gently. Didn't matter how mad I was, I hated to see her like this. She hung her head after she was done and my free hand moved to her back, rubbing calming circles.
Flushing the toilet, I helped her stand, guiding her over to the sick so she could brush her teeth. I stood protectively behind her, one hand on her hip and the other on her stomach.
I smiled softly as I rubbed small circles on her stomach. It was hard to believe there was something we had created in there. We were having a baby. Wrong timing but definitely not a regret. Taking in the silence I thought about whether it would be a boy or a girl. With that train of thought I began thinking of everything else, I'd teach it to walk and talk, I'd teach it all about cars, give it a better life. I caught Letty's eye in the mirror as she brushed her teeth. I smiled placing a kiss on her head as her free hand rested over mine. I waited until she was done before I picked her up and walked over to the bed. Carefully placing her down I crawled in beside her. Protectively I held her, my hands rubbing softly.
"When you asked me to meet you I thought it was about me not being set up yet. I didn't know it was about your health. Had I known that, had you told me that, I would have told the job to fuck itself." I swore.
"We both know that's a lie." She mumbled. I frowned as I thought about it.
"Fine, I would have found a way for both." I amended. She was silent and I didn't know what to make of her silence. Was she upset about the baby?
"Let, does Leon know?" I asked softly.
"No." She said quietly.
"Are you going to tell him?" I asked.
"I don't know."
"No more jobs Letty. I can't lose you, either of you." I whispered as my hands rested on her stomach.
"We've never talked about kids." She whispered and I bit my lip.
"I thought it was a given. Maybe not now but later definitely." I said looking down at her.
"I never thought about kids." She sighed looking away.
"I know this must have come as a shock but Let I'm really happy about this." I said soothingly.
"I'm glad." She smiled slightly.
"Is that what you were stressing over? You didn't know if I wanted this?" I asked. I watched as she sighed and rolled over to look up at me.
"Partly, but I was stressing over I didn't know what I wanted. How is this even going to work Dom? We're on the run, how are we going to raise a baby?" She asked.
"What you wanted? Are you saying you don't want the baby?" I asked stunned.
"Maybe at first, but since being here with you I've gotten more used to the idea." I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her closer.
"We'll make it work Let, I'm going to make sure this works. Right now you and the baby are my number one priority. That I do promise." She accepted my kiss as we laid there in silence with one another.
I watched as her eyes shut, so I took the time to look her over. I had noticed in El Salvador she had lost weight but it was more noticeable now. Her breasts were definitely fuller, and sensitive. I smiled as I ran my hands over the tops of them watching as she squirmed and opened her eyes.
"How far?" I asked.
"Eight weeks." She said and I smiled.
"It'll be okay baby, you'll see." I soothed.
A few hours later
"Hey sleepy head." I joked as she rolled her eyes at me as I came out of the bathroom.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to sleep." She said sitting up.
"It's okay. How do you feel?" I asked. I wanted to make sure she was okay.
"Fine. What time are we handing the fuel over?" She asked.
"Eight but Letty I think you should stay here." I tried but she gave me a look.
"Dom I'm pregnant, not disabled." I laughed a little despite my fears.
"No racing." I swore and she grinned.
"No promises."
"Letty." I warned as I walked over to her.
"Fine no racing. You're being over protective already." She spoke calmly.
"Good, it means I'm doing my job." I whispered into her ear.
Four hours later
"You seen Letty?" I asked gravely after Han finished telling me the news about the garage. He nodded into the distance as I turned to look. She was sitting on a rock looking out at the ocean. Judging by her expression she was deep in thought.
"There she is." I said softly as I walked up to her. She gave me a small smile as I sat down next to, taking her into my side as she leaned on me. I waited a moment before I spoke, not wanting to wreck the silence immediately.
"I hear Rio is nice this time of year." She started.
"The cops are getting hungry." I said sadly.
"Then I guess we're doing our job." She countered back as I rubbed my cheek against her hair.
"I'm a walking target. I don't want you around when they catch up to me." I said firmly. I could tell by the way she froze that she didn't like where I was going with this.
"Ride or die remember?" She spoke and I sighed looking away.
"Dom, how long have we been doing this? Now suddenly out of nowhere, it's too dangerous? Come on." She spoke but I gave her a look. She knew why now was different. It wasn't just her she had to think of. She had to keep someone else safe, our baby safe. She couldn't get caught.
Her expression soon turned to sorrow when she worked out I wasn't going to change my mind. Taking my face in her hands she pulled me closer as she spoke.
"We'll figure it out, we always do." She said begging me to change my mind. She looked afraid as I stared at her torn.
Slowly she leaned in and kissed me before pulling away. Looking at me once more she kissed me again, this time I kissed her back pulling her into my lap as we held each other.
We left the beach and walked hand in hand back to my house. I wanted to keep her close. I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to disappear.
"Dom." She begged softly as I shut the door behind us. I turned to her slowly, trying to ignore the way my chest ached hearing her beg.
"Please… Don't leave us." She spoke and I closed my eyes as I leant our heads together.
"Okay." I whispered against my better judgment.
"Promise papa."
"I… I promise." I said shakily before she pulled me into a fierce kiss.
Not breaking away from her, I led her backwards into the bedroom. Carefully I pushed her down onto the bed as I crawled up on top of her. I was mindful about my weight, making sure I wasn't putting any pressure on her stomach.
"I love you." She spoke quietly and I groaned quietly at the confession.
"I love you too Let." I said before I drew her back to me.
We took our time, our movements slow and careful. It felt different, almost like a goodbye.
She fell asleep quickly afterwards, her exhaustion shown clearly on her face. I lay next to her, not willing to let her go as I lay in thought. The more I thought about it, the more I knew this was goodbye. At least for now. I needed her safe, I needed her to keep our baby safe. She was right, we couldn't do this on the run. It would mean to settle down and I couldn't do that here. She would be safer with Leon or even back in LA with Mia, lying low.
Trailing my fingers downwards I pushed her shirt up. Taking comfort in how her skin felt beneath my fingertips. I leant down carefully as not to wake her, placing my lips to her stomach.
"Take care of mummy, daddy loves you. I'll meet you one day." I whispered against her skin. She didn't stir as I rose, covering her with the thin sheet. Placing a kiss on her head I walked to the small bag I hand in the corner and began filling it. As I did I came across the money and took what I needed before I placed the rest down on the night stand for her. Knowing this was going to be the hardest thing, I took off my necklace with shaky hands. I couldn't look at her as I did it, it hurt too much. It hurt knowing that I was leaving her. That I was breaking my promise. Knowing that when she woke and saw the necklace, she would know I had left her. Not for good but I wasn't returning anytime soon either.
Placing it down on the stack of money, I nearly broke into tears but I held it together. I turned to face her, she looked so angelic as she slept.
'20 percent angel, eighty percent devil.' I thought sadly. I moved away, over to the other side of the bed, collapsing into the chair. I watched her sleep, I didn't know how much time had passed but I was content to just watch her. I was doing this to protect her, I was doing this to protect them both.
Looking to the window, I saw that it was time for me to leave. The sun would be starting to rise in a few hours and I couldn't risk her waking before I left. Standing, I grabbed my bag, leaving her with one last longing look before I turned and walked away. I was unable to look back, I knew if I did I wouldn't be able to leave. It was safer for her if I left. She'd have to go back to Leon or even Mia. She'd raise our son or daughter in a safe environment. I'd go back for them one day, when it was safe. I would find a way to make it work. I needed them, without them I was nothing.
Dom's house
Letty's POV
We had finished the heist, somewhat successfully, about two hours ago. The four oil tankers were tucked away some place safe until tonight, when it would be easier to distribute without drawing any more attention to ourselves.
Dom was off with Rico, Leo and Han somewhere, while I was sprawled out on the bed trying to nurse my queasy stomach. With all the morning's excitement combined with the late breakfast we had not long finished, baby didn't agree.
I groaned quietly as I realised I had been referring to it as baby not the baby. Turning onto my back I sighed. I had been with Dom for four days and in that short amount of time I had created a bond with it. Groaning once more as I tried to get comfy I sighed heavily. I felt clammy, despite the fact I had just showered. I was in nothing but my singlet top and underwear and I was still hot.
Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the cool air the fan above me was showering me in. I heard the door unlock but I didn't move. I knew if I moved the floor was going to wear the rest of my breakfast.
"Let?" Dom called out.
"Hmm?" I hummed back as he entered the bedroom. I didn't have to open my eyes to know he was looking at me worriedly.
"Baby? You okay?" He asked as he lay out on the bed with me. The jerking movement of the bed made my eyes snap open. Placing a firm hand on his arm, he stopped moving and looked at me questioningly.
"Don't move." I warned making his frown deepen.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"I don't feel well, so don't move." I said slowly as he gently brushed a hand over my head repeatedly.
"Okay. So the heist is over, what's going on Let?" He said quietly. My nerves started buzzing once more; it did nothing to settle my stomach.
"It can wait." I said closing my eyes once more.
"No it can't. You were frantic on the phone, whatever it is, it's important. So tell me." I stayed silent. How was I going to say this? Did I just blurt it out? Beat around the bush a little?
The bed dipped gently and I opened my eyes feeling Dom's breath on my face. He was leaning over me, watching my face for my expressions.
"Let, please."
"I'm pregnant." I whispered as I stared into his eyes. I watched as his eyes widened and he sat back suddenly. I closed my eyes and ran my hands over my face. I felt the bed dip as he stood up and I sighed into my hands. He was dead silent. If you dropped a pin you'd be able to hear it hit the ground.
"Dom say something." I whispered as I sat up slowly. He was facing the wall over in the corner of the room. His shoulders were tense and I could see his breathing was harsh. I didn't know what to expect from his reaction.
"You jumped." He said controlled and I lowered my eyes to the floor before back to his figure.
"I had to." I whispered but I jumped back in shock as he suddenly turned glaring furiously at me.
"You didn't have to do shit Letty! You should have told me!" He yelled. I stood from the bed carefully, taking a few deep breaths as I felt my stomach give a heave. Dom's eyes immediately rested on my stomach before flying back to mine. He was pissed.
'Well now so was I.' I thought moodily.
"Well I'm telling you now." I snapped.
"Yeah too late. You were hanging off the back of a truck Letty! You nearly fell. You could have… both of you could have…" He said running his hands over his head in frustration.
"I'm okay." I said quietly.
"Letty it's not just you anymore." He snapped.
"I know okay… I know." It started off as a yell but turned to nothing more than a whisper.
"Do you not care? Is that what it is?" He demanded.
Dom's POV
Our fight lasted over an hour. We yelled and screamed at each other, back and forth. The only thing that stopped our fight was Letty stopping mid yell before running off to the bathroom. I ran after her, finding her on the ground over the toilet throwing up. Kneeling behind her I held her hair back and whispered to her gently. Didn't matter how mad I was, I hated to see her like this. She hung her head after she was done and my free hand moved to her back, rubbing calming circles.
Flushing the toilet, I helped her stand, guiding her over to the sick so she could brush her teeth. I stood protectively behind her, one hand on her hip and the other on her stomach.
I smiled softly as I rubbed small circles on her stomach. It was hard to believe there was something we had created in there. We were having a baby. Wrong timing but definitely not a regret. Taking in the silence I thought about whether it would be a boy or a girl. With that train of thought I began thinking of everything else, I'd teach it to walk and talk, I'd teach it all about cars, give it a better life. I caught Letty's eye in the mirror as she brushed her teeth. I smiled placing a kiss on her head as her free hand rested over mine. I waited until she was done before I picked her up and walked over to the bed. Carefully placing her down I crawled in beside her. Protectively I held her, my hands rubbing softly.
"When you asked me to meet you I thought it was about me not being set up yet. I didn't know it was about your health. Had I known that, had you told me that, I would have told the job to fuck itself." I swore.
"We both know that's a lie." She mumbled. I frowned as I thought about it.
"Fine, I would have found a way for both." I amended. She was silent and I didn't know what to make of her silence. Was she upset about the baby?
"Let, does Leon know?" I asked softly.
"No." She said quietly.
"Are you going to tell him?" I asked.
"I don't know."
"No more jobs Letty. I can't lose you, either of you." I whispered as my hands rested on her stomach.
"We've never talked about kids." She whispered and I bit my lip.
"I thought it was a given. Maybe not now but later definitely." I said looking down at her.
"I never thought about kids." She sighed looking away.
"I know this must have come as a shock but Let I'm really happy about this." I said soothingly.
"I'm glad." She smiled slightly.
"Is that what you were stressing over? You didn't know if I wanted this?" I asked. I watched as she sighed and rolled over to look up at me.
"Partly, but I was stressing over I didn't know what I wanted. How is this even going to work Dom? We're on the run, how are we going to raise a baby?" She asked.
"What you wanted? Are you saying you don't want the baby?" I asked stunned.
"Maybe at first, but since being here with you I've gotten more used to the idea." I breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her closer.
"We'll make it work Let, I'm going to make sure this works. Right now you and the baby are my number one priority. That I do promise." She accepted my kiss as we laid there in silence with one another.
I watched as her eyes shut, so I took the time to look her over. I had noticed in El Salvador she had lost weight but it was more noticeable now. Her breasts were definitely fuller, and sensitive. I smiled as I ran my hands over the tops of them watching as she squirmed and opened her eyes.
"How far?" I asked.
"Eight weeks." She said and I smiled.
"It'll be okay baby, you'll see." I soothed.
A few hours later
"Hey sleepy head." I joked as she rolled her eyes at me as I came out of the bathroom.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to sleep." She said sitting up.
"It's okay. How do you feel?" I asked. I wanted to make sure she was okay.
"Fine. What time are we handing the fuel over?" She asked.
"Eight but Letty I think you should stay here." I tried but she gave me a look.
"Dom I'm pregnant, not disabled." I laughed a little despite my fears.
"No racing." I swore and she grinned.
"No promises."
"Letty." I warned as I walked over to her.
"Fine no racing. You're being over protective already." She spoke calmly.
"Good, it means I'm doing my job." I whispered into her ear.
Four hours later
"You seen Letty?" I asked gravely after Han finished telling me the news about the garage. He nodded into the distance as I turned to look. She was sitting on a rock looking out at the ocean. Judging by her expression she was deep in thought.
"There she is." I said softly as I walked up to her. She gave me a small smile as I sat down next to, taking her into my side as she leaned on me. I waited a moment before I spoke, not wanting to wreck the silence immediately.
"I hear Rio is nice this time of year." She started.
"The cops are getting hungry." I said sadly.
"Then I guess we're doing our job." She countered back as I rubbed my cheek against her hair.
"I'm a walking target. I don't want you around when they catch up to me." I said firmly. I could tell by the way she froze that she didn't like where I was going with this.
"Ride or die remember?" She spoke and I sighed looking away.
"Dom, how long have we been doing this? Now suddenly out of nowhere, it's too dangerous? Come on." She spoke but I gave her a look. She knew why now was different. It wasn't just her she had to think of. She had to keep someone else safe, our baby safe. She couldn't get caught.
Her expression soon turned to sorrow when she worked out I wasn't going to change my mind. Taking my face in her hands she pulled me closer as she spoke.
"We'll figure it out, we always do." She said begging me to change my mind. She looked afraid as I stared at her torn.
Slowly she leaned in and kissed me before pulling away. Looking at me once more she kissed me again, this time I kissed her back pulling her into my lap as we held each other.
We left the beach and walked hand in hand back to my house. I wanted to keep her close. I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to disappear.
"Dom." She begged softly as I shut the door behind us. I turned to her slowly, trying to ignore the way my chest ached hearing her beg.
"Please… Don't leave us." She spoke and I closed my eyes as I leant our heads together.
"Okay." I whispered against my better judgment.
"Promise papa."
"I… I promise." I said shakily before she pulled me into a fierce kiss.
Not breaking away from her, I led her backwards into the bedroom. Carefully I pushed her down onto the bed as I crawled up on top of her. I was mindful about my weight, making sure I wasn't putting any pressure on her stomach.
"I love you." She spoke quietly and I groaned quietly at the confession.
"I love you too Let." I said before I drew her back to me.
We took our time, our movements slow and careful. It felt different, almost like a goodbye.
She fell asleep quickly afterwards, her exhaustion shown clearly on her face. I lay next to her, not willing to let her go as I lay in thought. The more I thought about it, the more I knew this was goodbye. At least for now. I needed her safe, I needed her to keep our baby safe. She was right, we couldn't do this on the run. It would mean to settle down and I couldn't do that here. She would be safer with Leon or even back in LA with Mia, lying low.
Trailing my fingers downwards I pushed her shirt up. Taking comfort in how her skin felt beneath my fingertips. I leant down carefully as not to wake her, placing my lips to her stomach.
"Take care of mummy, daddy loves you. I'll meet you one day." I whispered against her skin. She didn't stir as I rose, covering her with the thin sheet. Placing a kiss on her head I walked to the small bag I hand in the corner and began filling it. As I did I came across the money and took what I needed before I placed the rest down on the night stand for her. Knowing this was going to be the hardest thing, I took off my necklace with shaky hands. I couldn't look at her as I did it, it hurt too much. It hurt knowing that I was leaving her. That I was breaking my promise. Knowing that when she woke and saw the necklace, she would know I had left her. Not for good but I wasn't returning anytime soon either.
Placing it down on the stack of money, I nearly broke into tears but I held it together. I turned to face her, she looked so angelic as she slept.
'20 percent angel, eighty percent devil.' I thought sadly. I moved away, over to the other side of the bed, collapsing into the chair. I watched her sleep, I didn't know how much time had passed but I was content to just watch her. I was doing this to protect her, I was doing this to protect them both.
Looking to the window, I saw that it was time for me to leave. The sun would be starting to rise in a few hours and I couldn't risk her waking before I left. Standing, I grabbed my bag, leaving her with one last longing look before I turned and walked away. I was unable to look back, I knew if I did I wouldn't be able to leave. It was safer for her if I left. She'd have to go back to Leon or even Mia. She'd raise our son or daughter in a safe environment. I'd go back for them one day, when it was safe. I would find a way to make it work. I needed them, without them I was nothing.